Chapter 462: Wheelchair (Requesting Monthly Ticket)

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Chapter 462 of "After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband" begins revealing surprises: The Duke went to great lengths to bring the Old Duke back.From the fire at... Read on to find out!

The Duke went to great lengths to bring the Old Duke back.From the fire at Duke Chong’s Mansion to mobilizing Old Madam Duke Chong. In the hot weather, Old Madam Duke Chong fainted from exhaustion while visiting the Old Duke. The Imperial Censorate impeached Su Chong for his lack of filial piety, and even the Emperor couldn’t stop the Duke from bringing the Old Duke back. This move was executed perfectly. However, when encountering people from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion who don’t play by the rules, even the best strategies become pitfalls. It was as if her fingertips were poisoned; Old Madam Duke Chong let go of the Old Duke’s hand, injuring it. Living together and dying together. It sounds nice in words. But in the end, it’s all just false affection. Old Madam Duke Chong’s plan of self-sacrifice was cut short halfway by Su Chong. Old Madam Duke Chong looked awkward enough to want to kill someone. The servants from the Imperial Censorate didn’t know what to do. The Dongxiang Marquis is not to be trifled with. With what they saw and heard today, if they reported back and their master doesn’t side with the Dongxiang Marquis, he would certainly get beaten up by the Marquis. But if they side with the Dongxiang Marquis, the Duke wouldn’t let their master go. Better to slip away first. The servants were just about to take their leave. Outside, Su Jin and Xie Jingchen walked in. Latest content publıshed on novel•ﬁre.net Xingxing followed, pushing a wheelchair. In the quiet room, the sound of the wheelchair wheels grew louder. Su Chong’s eyes circled around the wheelchair, just about to speak, but Su Jin shook her head at him. "Brother, the wheelchair you ordered for the Old Duke has been delivered," Su Jin said with a smile. Mrs. Tang praised the wheelchair enthusiastically. "The Old Duke has been bedridden for three years; with this wheelchair, he can go to the garden when it’s not hot in the morning or evening," Mrs. Tang said. "Not only the garden, but the Duke Mansion isn’t far from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion. If the Old Duke wishes, my brother can push him back to visit," Su Jin said. Hmm. The premise is that the Old Duke is willing. If he doesn’t go, it must be because the Old Duke is unwilling. If the Old Duke doesn’t want to, his descendants shouldn’t force it, or it would be unfilial. On the bed, the Old Duke moved his fingers with difficulty. Su Chong looked at him, "Grandfather, do you want to sit in the wheelchair now?" The Old Duke blinked. Su Chong understood his meaning. He lifted the quilt and picked up the Old Duke, placing him in the wheelchair. The Old Duke wore only his undergarments; Mrs. Tang draped a thin blanket over his knees and asked a servant to bring an ice basin. Su Chong pushed the wheelchair, and the Old Duke looked out the window. It was apparent he wanted to go out now. Su Chong looked at Su Jin. Su Jin nodded slightly. So, Su Chong pushed the Old Duke out of the room. Su Jin looked at the servants, "Did you see any sign on the Old Duke’s face that he wants to move back?" The servants, "...." The servants remained silent. Su Jin’s mouth curled into a slight smile. A chill ran down the servants’ spines. "No!" "Not the slightest bit!" the servants quickly said, as if they’d get beaten if they were a bit slower. "The eldest young master of the Duke Mansion is attentive to the Old Duke, making him very happy." "With the eldest young master’s dedicated care, it’s only a matter of time before the Old Duke stands up." Old Madam Duke Chong’s face turned purple. Su Jin was very satisfied. "The Imperial Censorate has the duty to oversee all officials, and it also writes memorials to praise those who are incorruptible. The court advocates governing the nation with filial piety. For someone like my brother, is he not qualified for the Imperial Censorate to write a memorial praising him?" Su Jin asked seriously. The servants, "...." The Dongxiang Marquis Mansion is enough. Each one is harsher than the last. Just now, the eldest young master threatened their master not to help the Duke. Then, when it turned to Princess Consort Zhenbei, it became an order for their master to help the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion. If they didn’t leave quickly, who knows, they might be asked to impeach the Duke. "Yes, he’s qualified," the servants said in unison. "It’s getting late; we’ll be going now." "If we return late, our master won’t be able to write the memorial in time." Finished speaking, they respectfully saluted and turned to leave. Old Madam Duke Chong was trembling with anger. Seeing this, Mrs. Tang said, "Old Madam, since you’re here, why not accompany the Old Duke for a walk?" Having said so, how could Old Madam Duke Chong not accompany him? Not only did she have to accompany him. The Duchess who came with her also had to join her. The Duchess supported Old Madam Duke Chong as they walked out. The sun overhead was so hot it could roast people thoroughly. Old Madam Duke Chong came prepared to suffer heatstroke. How could the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion let her leave disappointed? Though the Old Duke had been bedridden for three years, he was, after all, a general who had fought on the battlefield. The scorching sun couldn’t harm him. He hadn’t left the house for a long time. Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar garden, the Old Duke felt as if half his life had returned. Su Jin supported Mrs. Tang. Mrs. Tang patted her hand and smiled, "It’s a pity your father isn’t home. He doesn’t know how to praise what you just said." "It’s just as well if Mother praises me," Su Jin said with a smile. "My daughter is indeed smart," Mrs. Tang praised. "..." Su Jin laughed helplessly. Does everyone at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion praise others so simply? Su Jin said, "Mother, I’ll go check on my brother." "Go on," Mrs. Tang said. Su Jin and Xingxing went to see the Young Master Su. From a distance, they saw two small figures running quickly towards the courtyard. It was Young Master Shen and the Ninth Prince. Miss Shen was not seen, but a voice could be heard in the distance saying, "Wait for me." Inside the room. Young Master Su lay on the bed. The Ninth Prince admired, "Your big brother is really smart. He pushes the Old Duke around the garden in a wheelchair." "What does a wheelchair look like?" Young Master Su asked curiously. "It’s just a chair with wheels," Young Master Shen said. "..." "My big brother is indeed smart. Why didn’t I think of that," Young Master Su’s eyes sparkled. "Bring me paper and pen," he gestured to say. Young Master Shen went to get paper and pen, and the Ninth Prince looked at him and asked, "What do you need paper and pen for?" "I’m going to draw a wheeled bed." "My butt hurts, and I can’t sit, so I’ll put wheels under the bed. I’ll lie on the bed, and next time I get beaten, you can push me to the garden," Young Master Su said. "Being stuck in the room all day, I’m going crazy." The Ninth Prince, "..." Young Master Shen, "..." Their mouths twitched. They had never seen someone not looking out for their own good like this. If they were punished, they would definitely reflect on it and ensure it wouldn’t happen again. But from Young Master Su, there was no sign of reflection at all. If not for Old Madam Shen doting on him, he would surely sneak out again and get punished. Truly worrying. Young Master Su felt a wheeled bed was essential for him. He had already imagined what the wheeled bed would look like. He was truly ingenious. With such a smart older brother. How could the younger brother be any less? When it came time to draw it, Young Master Su was stumped. "How do I attach the wheels?" he asked. "Wait a moment; I’ll go take another look," the Ninth Prince said. He dashed out like the wind. Narrowly avoiding bumping into the entering Su Jin.

Chapter 462: Wheelchair (Requesting Monthly Ticket)

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